Date: April 22, 2025
Author: Janelle Avery
Some days feel like a slap in the face from the second you wake up. Today was one of those days.
It started with me missing the train. Then, like a genius, I hopped on the wrong one trying to fix my mistake. That set the tone for everything else. I got where I needed to be—but late, frazzled, and with that gross “I already hate today” weight on my chest.
Finally made it home, thinking I could just crash and reset. Slept like a rock. Woke up feeling disoriented, like I’d time-traveled through the worst energy imaginable. Then I got the news: my mom had an accident. A shoulder dislocation. While I was sleeping, unaware. Nobody woke me up. Nobody called. Just… silence.
I rushed to the hospital, mind spinning, heart racing. She’s okay now, in pain but stable. But the whole thing felt surreal, like I’d stepped into someone else’s bad dream.
Now I’m home again, staring at the wall, trying to process it all. The whole day was like getting knocked down, over and over, in different ways. Missed trains, missed signs, missed calls. Just… missed everything.
I don’t really know what I’m supposed to take from today, except maybe this: no matter how chaotic it gets, I have to find a way to clear my head. Even if it’s just writing this down. Even if it’s just breathing and accepting that sometimes, days just suck for no good reason.
Tomorrow’s another shot. But damn, today was heavy.